The One Post Travelling

It's so good to be back home. Well, it's not home home but I think over the years, here, has become my own home the way that I like it to be. By myself and not have to talk to anyone unless I leave home. As such I might have forgotten how to socialise, hmmm.

Anyway, 18 days of travelling has definitely taken a toll on my body. I'm not sure if its because of the backpack and weird sleeping positions I find myself in occasionally. I thought the right shoulder was gonna pop again in my sleep a few nights ago. To the extent I didn't dare to sleep on my right side ytd. Maybe I was hallucinating, maybe its the bag packing. It's good to be home, nevertheless. Having said that, I've booked my next trip yesterday (the night I got back). The irony. 

I need to get back into a healthy sleeping pattern again.